26 August 2008

Absent without official leave

What started as a joke, on a piece of paper, turned into a piece of cold, heavy metal I will carry around in my pocket for a very long time. Its weight grounds me, and the icy chills it sends to my skin remind me over & over, who I am, who I love. It is not a question of why.

I am beyond that.

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